Page 40 of Wild Omega

Why had he let Matews talk him into this?

Wayden cursed the beta a thousand times as he got into bed. He pulled the covers over him and prayed for sleep but, like before, no one answered his prayer. It would seem he was in this alone. He wasn’t going to get any help or rest. Tomorrow was going to be another long day. Maybe he could take a nap once he was done with work. That decided, Wayden wrapped his arms around his chest and tried his best to fall asleep.

Blaine shifted around behind him, getting comfortable. With every movement, Blaine brushed against Wayden’s back, causing tingles to rush down his spine to his cock.

“Blaine…” Wayden growled, his alpha voice slipping through. Blaine froze. Wayden winced, waiting for the little shit to say something.

Minutes ticked by, and Blaine said nothing.

Wayden looked over his shoulder at him.

“What?” Blaine asked innocently. “I’m not allowed to get comfortable?”

“Please go to sleep,” Wayden begged. Blaine pushed to his elbows and moved closer. Wayden felt Blaine’s breath hit hisface. Heat pooled in his groin, igniting a yearning so deep, Wayden had a hard time resisting it. “Blaine, I’m warning you. Go to sleep,” Wayden said.

“Fine,” the little devil snapped. He moved around roughly, shoving his elbow into Wayden’s back. Wayden gritted his teeth, forcing himself not to react. Blaine was trying to get a rise out of him, trying get Wayden to leave the bed.

Not going to happen.

Wayden wasn’t going to let Blaine chase him out of his room this time. He needed sleep.

Blaine settled down.

Finally, Wayden silently thought. He waited for a few seconds before he let himself relax and drift away into the sweetest dream ever. He was wrapped around soft flesh and toasty warmth that made his toes curl. He never wanted the dream to end.

But it did. And when he woke up, he was alone in bed, which was a good thing because he was fucking hard as steel.

Wayden groaned, shifting to his side. His hand glided down his body to grasp his cock. He hissed already feeling on edge. His cock pulsed in his hand, his hips rocking forward involuntarily.

Oh shit… Wayden moaned into his pillow ready to come.

Was this how it was going to be? With him sexually frustrated all the time?

He hoped not, because he’d fucking go crazy.

Chapter 9

Blaine

Dammit. How could this happen?

Blaine woke up wet. Horny. Clingy. And needy.

All the things he hated about his body.

It was all Wayden’s fault. Blaine gave the shuttle a lethal look and continued to trudge through the knee-height snow to the main hut. The cold seeped through Blaine’s thin coat, but he didn’t fucking care. He needed to get away from the shuttle and Wayden’s big, warm body before he did something stupid, like climb him like a fucking tree and find out whether the hard cock Blaine had felt digging into his back all night long was as thick and big as it had felt.

Blaine blushed.

His heat was definitely approaching, or Blaine wouldn’t be thinking such things. Blaine didn’t want to fuck ProfessorDouche. He didn’t want to fuck anything. Blaine had stayed away from alphas from the moment he’d had his first heat. He was a virgin by choice… and he fucking liked it that way. No alpha was going to claim him… ever.

But why was this happening now? Blaine asked himself, baffled. He’d drunk his herbal tea religiously. He shouldn’t be going into heat, especially since he upped the dosage.

It didn’t make any sense.

Blaine bit the inside of his mouth, worried. His fingers tightened around the small sachet in his hands as if it were his lifeline. The heat suppressant tea was his only solution. If he couldn’t get his body under control…

No. He couldn’t think like that. He would not let what had happened to his brother happen to him.

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